Date: Sat, 19 Apr 2014 16:13:35 -0400
From: S E
Subject: Wearing my Dad's underwear
Wearing my Dads Underwear
I'm laying in bed writing this wearing the underwear I took from my Dad's
dresser earlier today. They are simple white briefs and they fit loose. Dad
doesn't wear he form fitting briefs I am used to wearing. The front of them
is clearly stretched out from his cock resting in them. A little tear at
the seam makes me wonder if his hard ons are too big and too much pressure
for the fabric to hold.
My cock fits the front perfectly with just enough room for it to rub the
fabric when I walk. Enough to get me excited with a hard on myself.
I was over at my parents today taking care of some yard work. It's Spring
and the long Winter took it's toll on the place. After a few hours outside,
I was done. Came back in the house and my Dad was resting on the couch. We
both dozed of after a few minutes. The TV woke me up a few minutes later. I
glanced over at my dad and he was sound asleep. Moving my eyes down his
body, I became focused on his crotch. Hoping I would see movement or at
least the shape of his penis under his pants. Couldn't really see anything.
I've never done anything sexual with my Dad. When I was growing up, I
remember peeking through a crack in the bathroom door to see my Dad
showering behind frosted glass. Seeing the blurry dark hair around his cock
got me so excited, but I was too young to realize the "gay" feelings I was
having, just felt exciting. I got a glimpse of him changing in the mirror
one time. He was a strong 8" soft. Ha. I remember him having to put his
hands down his pants to adjust it when his slipped his jeans on.
After a few more minutes of resting I went upstairs to use the restroom. I
left him napping on the couch. I stopped by his bedroom and walked over to
his dresser. The 2nd drawer had his underwear and t-shirts in it. I grabbed
a pair from the bottom of the drawer and tucked it in the front of my
shorts.
When I went back downstairs, my Dad was awake and getting a glass of water
in the kitchen. We talked for a couple minutes. I tried to stay behind the
counter just in case it was obvious i had a pair of underwear tucked in my
shorts! haha. He didn't seem to notice anything.
On my way out he said he was going to stop by my place later to get some
paperwork. I offered to bring it over, but he insisted he'd come get it
later. A quick hug and goodbye and I left.
He should be here any minute. He has a key and tends not to knock before he
comes in. I'm laying on the bed in his underwear and I want him to see me
like this. I want him to see his son wearing his underwear. I want him to
smile and tell me he loves me. I want him to sit down on the bed and rub my
back. I want him to gently touch my now hard cock through the fabric. I
want him to stand up and get undressed. He'll have the same underwear on
that I'm wearing. As he pulls his off, I want to see his beautiful cock and
kiss it softly watching him grow. Uh oh.......there he is...gotta go! ( to
be continued)